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So the story is about my human Angela, my Pegasus, and a navigator that go on a bit of an adventure, though it mostly focuses on my human female, who ends up stumbling across a sea serpent in search of something more in life during their voyage.", "writing": "Life Near an Ocean\nBy Typhlosionboy\n\n Upon the waves of a local village, there lived a woman, of course she wasn’t the only one who loved in the village. Though this lady with her tannish skin, and toned freckled body would pair up well with her red hair as the sun beamed down it’s rays of warmth upon her body. This lady had a named, Angela it was as she began the process of reeling in a fish along her bamboo pole with a flimsy makeshift wooden handle and carved gears. From the weight she could tell it was going to be a big one, extra caution was going to need to be exercised to prevent the Pope from snapping, lucky she had a woven net on hand for such a task. Upon reeling the gargantuan fish in, the busty toned redhead quickly swooped down with the net, catching and hauling the slimy morsel onto land before placing it in one of her several wooden buckets filled with ocean water. Of course she made sure to keep a close eye upon it as well, as there was plenty of fishing to do in the beginning of this bright summer morning.\n\n Hours were spent fishing, applying bait, reeling in many a good fish, and though she was satisfied with her haul, the busty toned red head couldn’t help but wonder what was out there. Deep upon the various waves of blue, the ocean was a mysterious entity to herself, and many others. Rumors of giant squids crushing ships, and eating sailors whole, mermaids, sirens, and other various dangers just waiting to swallow them up. Yet despite that bodies and corpses were never found, not even limbs or bones so she always wondered how true those rumors were, and with all these crazy stories how did the survivors ever escape anyways. As Angela rested under the shade of the dock cover, she decided she would go out and explore the ocean, even if it was just a small section. But there was no way she could afford to buy a boat by herself, and building one would take too long, unless it was a smaller dingy.\n\n Angela thought to herself that she needed something more than a dingy, but something not so huge she couldn’t man it herself. So the next week was spent fishing in the early morning hours, preparing the fish for cooking, and then a few hours in the evening until sundown where she would chop wood, gather it together, and start sanding, polishing, and shaping it. By the end of the week she had all the pieces she needed, and spent a few more days assembling it upon the water's shore from where she planned to set sail. The muscular fisherwoman had spent some time also selling any extra fish she didn’t need, acquired some barrels filled with ale, and various other goods. She also bought more supplies, expanded the boat, until finally she had a small ship to herself, with enough storage, and goods to last some time. The goal was to sail across a large stretch of sea, mostly uncharted, to a small port town upon an island. Though the island itself was caught up in many mysterious rumors, with some denouncing it's existence, while others articulating tales of odd creatures living upon it. Whatever the case, that was their destination. Though she said nearby, it was at least a few weeks worth of sailing since the island itself was considered a sort of resort to some rumors, and frankly Angela was tired of this life of poverty in Shanty Shoals. She could shave a couple days off by her calculations or more if she hired a navigator, as though she knew the basics she figured it would be best to hire a professional navigator to prevent them from becoming lost.\n\n Sure enough a navigator was what she looked for first thing in the morning, the young human lass found herself talking to a penguin who claimed to have navigated through the cold icy waters of the arctic, and even sweltering humid tropics simply using the stars, sun, and moon. Angela wasn’t sure if she should believe all that the penguin man claimed to do, but after a bit of talking, listening to his story telling over a morning ale, she figured he would be perfect to navigate. It was then the human lass realized she also needed at least one crew member to assist with running the ship, moving supplies, and general safety if she planned to traverse for such an extended stay. Keeping a mental check in her head, she figured she had the supplies to hire one more crew member, and that’s where her second hire, Chris Thalzor, came in.\n\n He was a strong work horse, or pegasus if one was to be more technical with physical descriptions. Well toned, tall like herself in height, and with an interesting black over red color pattern for part of his body and a full on red mane but black pony tail, she was very curious about his genes. That was something for a different day, she haggled with him the price of coin, even mixing in the promise to an island paradise away from this drab shanty town, and eventually he accepted. Less than an hour after his agreement, everyone was on board, releasing the rope, and letting down the sail as their new life would begin, first with a journey upon the sea. Once everyone was in, she began steering as the gust of wind started to slowly carry them away, one thing Angela had made sure to stock up on was limes, as well as lemons to prevent the deadly scurvy that most commonly afflicted sailors.\n\n In fact once they were a bit further out to sea, she ordered Chris to haul each of them up a lemon. With each person on board suckling upon the sour flesh of a lemon, their main focus for the next few hours was steering correctly. The seas would die down, where Angela would hand the water wheel to the navigator as she spent some time fishing to help reduce the burn on their own supplies, and best part of all, was any fish hose caught, she could use bits of their flesh as bait for others. Hours would pass, with the strong, busty red head reeling in several decent sized fish for later consumption, and by later that meant by the end of the day due to their short freshness cycle, unless one were to essentially drown the meat in alt and dry it out; which admittedly was a likely option if they needed it to be.\n\n After some time Angela assigned Chris to keep an eye on the navigator, though mostly to make sure things didn’t go wrong up top, for she made her way down the wooden steps to their clay brick oven, as such she began a small fire underneath, placing the fish on top of iron grates, and spent the next few hours prepping their meals with additional food including several baked potatoes all with minor amounts of seasoning. This was because the salt was reserved for the entire trip, and as such could not be used so indiscriminately in order to make sure it lasted the entire of the trip or longer if able. After some more time Angela prepped the plates before realizing she did in fact hire an equine and was unsure on his stance about meat. So of course Angela politely asked upon bringing the food up, including her own plated.\n\n“Place the anchor, and take a break you need to restore your energy.”\n\n“Aye no can do madam, I might only be yer navigator, but I ain't daft like a brick. Ye anchor can’t be lowered, and expected to work without being in calmer waters, otherwise we risk pulling the hull from under our feet and prematurely finishing our lives while we at it.”\n\n“Aye, then I’ll keep yours warm by the fire for later, as for you pegasus, I must ask what is your stance upon meat?”\n“As long as it ain't horse meat, people meat, or beast folk meat I won't complain. I need it too so my wings stay big and strong in case I have to lift yar fat arse outta the water mate.”\n\nAngela grinned as she quickly retorted coyly, “Well then don't waste yer time trying to life my fat arse, you'll have a better chance of saving Philip over there then my toned bosom. Aye I reckon he probably be a tad bit lighter too.”\n\n At that point all three begin laughing, even Philip the penguin himself enjoyed that bit of pleasant babble. Once everyone settled down with some food in their belly’s, except Philip he was just now eating, Angela smiled with a sigh of deep yet blissful contemplation. With the anchor down holding them in place for the night, everyone would be able to rest, relax, and hopefully have a more peaceful sleep. The redhead muscle woman spent more time fishing, using small chunks of freshly cooked fish to reel in more fish, and hopefully bigger ones too. Though now that she thought about it, ,maybe a bigger pole would’ve been more useful, though she at least had made a couple spares many months prior that she brought along as well. After all, a fisherman or women on a boat is only useful if they have their rods with them.\n\n With the anchor keeping the ship in place, there was no need to worry about navigating in the bitch black of night risking losing the entire ship to the waves, or worse. Angela offered to watch for the night, this would allow the two she had hired to get some rest so she could then rest during the day below deck while they did their thing. Both nodded, gave her a pat on the back, and told her thank you before heading below deck to catch some sleep. Now, it was just the redhead, the ship, and the bitch black of the sea all to herself. She was tempted to relax, spend some time fishing, but that was also a good way to fall asleep late at night as well. Instead she simply hummed some nursery rhymes to herself that her dad used to tell them when they were kids. Mom was around as well, but she was a bit more reserved then papa had been.\n\n One of the songs that came to mind as she began humming, was about a friendly sea dragon that went around saving lost sailors whose ships were sinking. The story proclaimed those who gave it fish were also blessed with good luck on behalf of the sea serpent. It also said those who tried to hurt it were dragged to the watery depths below never to be seen again. The more Angela thought about the story, the more intrigued she was by it, and the more she wondered how people even came up with such a story to begin with. Though the thought of a giant water snake did make her wonder what was looking in the darkness below the waters, even during the day time as well. Taking a moment, Angela would do just that, scanning over what little she could see thanks to her eyes adjusting to the dark, but as expected it wasn't much. Just shifting light waves, with the sounds of the water splashing against the ship misting the nearby air with the delightful scent of sea salt. Upon closer observation though she noticed something was under the water, but what it was she could not discern, even as it seemingly got closer. Whatever it was made a huge shadow, and that was when the toned redhead quickly baited her fishing rod before casting a line as hastily as she could. Whatever it may be, she wanted to catch it, and the thrill of being alone on the ocean came rushing through her body and mind, despite her two sleeping bunk mates below.\n\n It took only a few moments before the shadowy underwater figure steadily zipped towards the boat, then suddenly as it got right up to the ship, the outline disappeared entirely. This of course left Angela a tad confused, that was until she saw what was surfacing directly below. Panicking for a moment, she was genuinely surprised, and scared when a long slender blue sea serpent revealed itself to her. Quickly the buffed fisherwoman realized the creature before her was, more than likely a female as well, judging by it's not so hydrodynamic frontal assets. Using her longer slender arms to lightly grip the boat as she rose forth further, Angela now was face to face with a very pretty sea dragoness, and from what little moonlight was reflecting off of the beast’s feminine body, allowing the redhead to see what looked like pale blue skin. A moment or two would pass in silence before Angela heard the creature's soft gentle voice speak put to her.\n\n“Hello human, what brings you out to my waters?”\n“Well, uhm, we are on an expedition to find the Veiled Island, perhaps you know where it is?”\n\n“Oh the Veiled Island you say,” the dragoness smirked, adjusting her massive melons as she leaned forward some to speak closer to Angela so she could also lower her voice. “Well I could take you, and your crew there, but I’ll cost ya.”\n\n“Oh, I’m not sure I can help. Recently I spent all my coin to acquire this ship, the barrels, furnishings, and food just to make this trip itself. Of course even hired a few other crew members who wanted to find the island themselves as well.”\n\n“I have, other methods you can pay dear. For once why don’t you hop on my back, I’ll take you to a fine fishing location, in exchange I’d like a few fish, and we will go from there.” The shebeast said with a slick toothy blush.\n\n“Well,” Angela said pausing for a moment to think upon it, “I suppose there wouldn’t be any harm, especially if you keep your word and show us the way.” Angela said flexing her toned body a tad unintentionally as she posed in thought some.\n\n“Please silly human, I am not some ordinary beast of burden, I am a mighty dragon, our words of promises never falter.” She coyly scoffed at Angela. “Now, like I said let’s go get some tasty fishy morsels shall we?”\n\n Angela was still nervous, despite her strength, she knew that once climbing upon the back of this sea dragoness that her life was entirely in control of the beast. The thought was almost enough to make her turn away, but she also knew this could be her chance to get herself and her crew quickly to The Veiled Island. In the end the risks were worth the possible rewards, and so she got upon the nape of the shebeast's neck. From their Angela held on as best she could since her ability not to get lost in the water depended on it, and so the two quickly took off traveling quite rapidly. This allowed the two to reach a somewhat distant coral reef filled to the brim with various marine wildlife, most of which Angela couldn't even see save for a few glowing mystical sea plants that dimly lit up the surrounding area to some degree. From there the sea serpent found a nice sized sandbar that had a few trees on it, and rested nearby watching the strong human female cast her line for hours to come.\n\n Many fish of warmer more tropical nature we fish up, colorful delicious looking fish, at least based on what moonlight she had to go off of. Angela would occasionally take one out of her basket to give to the sea serpent who of course eagerly accepted her gifts. The two also spent some time talking, though whenever Angela started asking about The Veiled Island, the sea dragoness simply stated, “Well you will have to see for yourself.” This would make Angela curious, yet annoyed at the same time, but she would eventually relent as a red head it was rather odd finding a creature of all things more stubborn than her on certain things. Then as Angela offered her newest catch to the sea serpent, something unexpected happened as she felt the long serpent's tongue toil around her body starting from the fish, and lifting her all the way up. This allowed for an unprecedented view of the beast's inner blue mouth, as it went all the way down to her gullet. Admittedly despite Angela's strength, she was still scared as she was unable to do little even while she struggled.\n\n Angela could not quite tell if shebeast seriously intended to eat her, or was simply playing a back trick on her. This was further exacerbated when she found herself upon the warm squishy blue tongue of the beast, who quickly took and swallowed the fish, yet managed to press her entire body over the hot inner depths of its warm maw. Angela blushed when she felt it's tongue start to slip into, and slowly penetrate her flower hole. Although she want a virgin, the redheaded human didn't exactly go around courting all the guys in town either, but this feeling was entirely foreign to her. That said it was unusually enjoyable having the warm squishy organ caress her body, and tease the inner depths of her now heated human pussy. Angela tried to catch her breath, but her body was jerking wildly every few moments within the shebeast's maw with each slurping swish and a flick of her tongue, which sent Angela on her side again as the slippery organ assaulted her with more pleasure. One thing she did know, was at this rate she was definitely going to climax sooner rather than later, but at the very least there wasn’t anyone else in view or earshot to hear it.\n\n She moaned loudly, feeling her body's movements go with the flow of the sea serpent's tongue, which admittedly felt way better than she could have ever expected it to. Although she felt embarrassed pleasing herself, and being pleasured on the mouth of a beast, as it brought with it a whole slew of other lewd ideas that she now had to keep to herself. Otherwise folks might think she was one of the deplorables of society that you hear even the pheasants warning their children about. The moist bumpy sexual organ was powerful, strong, rough yet smooth and slick as it made it’s way deeper inside of her human vaginal cavity, swirling about within her inner walls eliciting rather loud, and equally sexual moans from the Fisher woman. She herself couldn’t resist doing a little bit of grinding herself, especially once the shebeast found her clitorial nub further back. From there much time was spent with Angela riding the serpent’s tongue, until it surprisingly caused her mind to go hazy as she found herself swiftly climaxing from the overwhelming pleasure.\n\n Of course the fun didn't stop there, as Angela swiftly found herself lowered upon the sandy shores sprawled out, with her back against the soft sandy sandbar as their two bodies were dimly lit up by the pale moonlight beaming down upon them from the celestial moon above. It was certainly a time of pleasure, enjoyment, lust, and maybe even more as soft wet slurps echoed slightly as Angela felt her insides, as well as the rest of her, get covered in sea serpent drool. Though the best part wasn't just how deep the tongue could go inside of her, it was also how well the fembeast could use it to tickle her, and pleasure her insides. The redhead fisherwoman rationalized to herself how she simply got lucky the first time, sending her human body over the edge so swiftly was clearly an accident; yet here she was once again on the verge of being overwhelmed with pleasure. Angela hugged the snout of the shebeast, whose mouth or more species whose tongue, was making quick work pressing against her clitoris at a rather swift pace. The sounds of wet juicy squelches though barely audible from the large beast, was still able to made it every so often in between slurps.\n\n The strong redheaded woman felt herself smile like a child who had tasted their first sweet food, quickly forming an addiction to the delectable pleasure or taste one hadn’t had before. The sea serpent would teasingly swish her from cheek to cheek pretending like that salivating tongue was going to drag her down into her stomach, but the action nor swallow would ever come to happen. Instead would did happen was an assault upon her soft, yet muscular feminine body, where she felt every orifice invaded even if for only mere moments at a time, the entirety of her body covered in a copious layer of saliva while she unintentionally rode that tongue until finally her orgasm would approach unexpectedly as well. It was a hard climax, Angela's body shivering from the sheer overwhelming pleasure racking her body sending an overload of signals through nervous system temporarily overloading her brain in a lust filled pleasure induced haze.\n\n A barrage of her fluids sprayed forth onto the tongue of the serpentess, who in turn cleaned her body of such sin with her tongue, then gently released her upon the sandy shores of the small island below. Angela found herself breathing heavily, unsure if she was sweating now or if that was just how thick the dragon saliva was that now coated her body, causing it to shimmer in the pale light of the moon. Either way it wouldn’t matter as the redhead mustered up enough energy to cleanse her body in the shallow part of the ocean water, but afterwards she quickly found herself passing out on the sandy shoals. It was many hours later when she awoken that Angela realized what exactly was happening. Her two crew mates were looking out upon the water as the boat was swiftly moving forward, yet somehow not being torn apart. It seems they had been nice enough to at least cover her body in a blanket, and thankfully she was still clothed too. Standing upright, Angela took a moment to compose herself as she looked onwards with the rest of her crew, and indeed the sea serpent had kept it’s promise as they found themselves quickly zooming through the ocean like it was nothing, and by midday they had made it to the mysterious Veiled Island, in fact they had been strung along almost to the town harbor itself.\n\n The dragoness thanked Angela for the delectable fish she had provided the beast, while warning the entire crew to be careful as the island itself was easy to get lost in once one goes beyond the city walls. From their she bid them farewell, waving her webbed claws before gently handing back the worn rope, and from there the crew finished sailing the last few nautical miles before docking. The scent of something new filling each of their nostrils.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Life Near an Ocean
By Typhlosionboy

   Upon the waves of a local village, there lived a woman, of course she wasn’t the only one who loved in the village. Though this lady with her tannish skin, and toned freckled body would pair up well with her red hair as the sun beamed down it’s rays of warmth upon her body. This lady had a named, Angela it was as she began the process of reeling in a fish along her bamboo pole with a flimsy makeshift wooden handle and carved gears. From the weight she could tell it was going to be a big one, extra caution was going to need to be exercised to prevent the Pope from snapping, lucky she had a woven net on hand for such a task. Upon reeling the gargantuan fish in, the busty toned redhead quickly swooped down with the net, catching and hauling the slimy morsel onto land before placing it in one of her several wooden buckets filled with ocean water. Of course she made sure to keep a close eye upon it as well, as there was plenty of fishing to do in the beginning of this bright summer morning.

   Hours were spent fishing, applying bait, reeling in many a good fish, and though she was satisfied with her haul, the busty toned red head couldn’t help but wonder what was out there. Deep upon the various waves of blue, the ocean was a mysterious entity to herself, and many others. Rumors of giant squids crushing ships, and eating sailors whole, mermaids, sirens, and other various dangers just waiting to swallow them up. Yet despite that bodies and corpses were never found, not even limbs or bones so she always wondered how true those rumors were, and with all these crazy stories how did the survivors ever escape anyways. As Angela rested under the shade of the dock cover, she decided she would go out and explore the ocean, even if it was just a small section. But there was no way she could afford to buy a boat by herself, and building one would take too long, unless it was a smaller dingy.

   Angela thought to herself that she needed something more than a dingy, but something not so huge she couldn’t man it herself. So the next week was spent fishing in the early morning hours, preparing the fish for cooking, and then a few hours in the evening until sundown where she would chop wood, gather it together, and start sanding, polishing, and shaping it. By the end of the week she had all the pieces she needed, and spent a few more days assembling it upon the water's shore from where she planned to set sail. The muscular fisherwoman had spent some time also selling any extra fish she didn’t need, acquired some barrels filled with ale, and various other goods. She also bought more supplies, expanded the boat, until finally she had a small ship to herself, with enough storage, and goods to last some time. The goal was to sail across a large stretch of sea, mostly uncharted, to a small port town upon an island. Though the island itself was caught up in many mysterious rumors, with some denouncing it's existence, while others articulating tales of odd creatures living upon it. Whatever the case, that was their destination. Though she said nearby, it was at least a few weeks worth of sailing since the island itself was considered a sort of resort to some rumors, and frankly Angela was tired of this life of poverty in Shanty Shoals. She could shave a couple days off by her calculations or more if she hired a navigator, as though she knew the basics  she figured it would be best to hire a professional navigator to prevent them from becoming lost.

   Sure enough a navigator was what she looked for first thing in the morning, the young human lass found herself talking to a penguin who claimed to have navigated through the cold icy waters of the arctic, and even sweltering humid tropics simply using the stars, sun, and moon. Angela wasn’t sure if she should believe all that the penguin man claimed to do, but after a bit of talking, listening to his story telling over a morning ale, she figured he would be perfect to navigate. It was then the human lass realized she also needed at least one crew member to assist with running the ship, moving supplies, and general safety if she planned to traverse for such an extended stay. Keeping a mental check in her head, she figured she had the supplies to hire one more crew member, and that’s where her second hire, Chris Thalzor, came in.

   He was a strong work horse, or pegasus if one was to be more technical with physical descriptions. Well toned, tall like herself in height, and with an interesting black over red color pattern for part of his body and a full on red mane but black pony tail, she was very curious about his genes. That was something for a different day, she haggled with him the price of coin, even mixing in the promise to an island paradise away from this drab shanty town, and eventually he accepted. Less than an hour after his agreement, everyone was on board, releasing the rope, and letting down the sail as their new life would begin, first with a journey upon the sea. Once everyone was in, she began steering as the gust of wind started to slowly carry them away, one thing Angela had made sure to stock up on was limes, as well as lemons to prevent the deadly scurvy that most commonly afflicted sailors.

   In fact once they were a bit further out to sea, she ordered Chris to haul each of them up a lemon. With each person on board suckling upon the sour flesh of a lemon, their main focus for the next few hours was steering correctly. The seas would die down, where Angela would hand the water wheel to the navigator as she spent some time fishing to help reduce the burn on their own supplies, and best part of all, was any fish hose caught, she could use bits of their flesh as bait for others. Hours would pass, with the strong, busty red head reeling in several decent sized fish for later consumption, and by later that meant by the end of the day due to their short freshness cycle, unless one were to essentially drown the meat in alt and dry it out; which admittedly was a likely option if they needed it to be.

   After some time Angela assigned Chris to keep an eye on the navigator, though mostly to make sure things didn’t go wrong up top, for she made her way down the wooden steps to their clay brick oven, as such she began a small fire underneath, placing the fish on top of iron grates, and spent the next few hours prepping their meals with additional food including several baked potatoes all with minor amounts of seasoning. This was because the salt was reserved for the entire trip, and as such could not be used so indiscriminately in order to make sure it lasted the entire of the trip or longer if able. After some more time Angela prepped the plates before realizing she did in fact hire an equine and was unsure on his stance about meat. So of course Angela politely asked upon bringing the food up, including her own plated.

“Place the anchor, and take a break you need to restore your energy.”

“Aye no can do madam, I might only be yer navigator, but I ain't daft like a brick. Ye anchor can’t be lowered, and expected to work without being in calmer waters, otherwise we risk pulling the hull from under our feet and prematurely finishing our lives while we at it.”

“Aye, then I’ll keep yours warm by the fire for later, as for you pegasus, I must ask what is your stance upon meat?”
“As long as it ain't horse meat, people meat, or beast folk meat I won't complain. I need it too so my wings stay big and strong in case I have to lift yar fat arse outta the water mate.”

Angela grinned as she quickly retorted coyly, “Well then don't waste yer time trying to life my fat arse, you'll have a better chance of saving Philip over there then my toned bosom. Aye I reckon he probably be a tad bit lighter too.”

   At that point all three begin laughing, even Philip the penguin himself enjoyed that bit of pleasant babble. Once everyone settled down with some food in their belly’s, except Philip he was just now eating, Angela smiled with a sigh of deep yet blissful contemplation. With the anchor down holding them in place for the night, everyone would be able to rest, relax, and hopefully have a more peaceful sleep. The redhead muscle woman spent more time fishing, using small chunks of freshly cooked fish to reel in more fish, and hopefully bigger ones too. Though now that she thought about it, ,maybe a bigger pole would’ve been more useful, though she at least had made a couple spares many months prior that she brought along as well. After all, a fisherman or women on a boat is only useful if they have their rods with them.

   With the anchor keeping the ship in place, there was no need to worry about navigating in the bitch black of night risking losing the entire ship to the waves, or worse. Angela offered to watch for the night, this would allow the two she had hired to get some rest so she could then rest during the day below deck while they did their thing. Both nodded, gave her a pat on the back, and told her thank you before heading below deck to catch some sleep. Now, it was just the redhead, the ship, and the bitch black of the sea all to herself. She was tempted to relax, spend some time fishing, but that was also a good way to fall asleep late at night as well. Instead she simply hummed some nursery rhymes to herself that her dad used to tell them when they were kids. Mom was around as well, but she was a bit more reserved then papa had been.

   One of the songs that came to mind as she began humming, was about a friendly sea dragon that went around saving lost sailors whose ships were sinking. The story proclaimed those who gave it fish were also blessed with good luck on behalf of the sea serpent. It also said those who tried to hurt it were dragged to the watery depths below never to be seen again. The more Angela thought about the story, the more intrigued she was by it, and the more she wondered how people even came up with such a story to begin with. Though the thought of a giant water snake did make her wonder what was looking in the darkness below the waters, even during the day time as well. Taking a moment, Angela would do just that, scanning over what little she could see thanks to her eyes adjusting to the dark, but as expected it wasn't much. Just shifting light waves, with the sounds of the water splashing against the ship misting the nearby air with the delightful scent of sea salt. Upon closer observation though she noticed something was under the water, but what it was she could not discern, even as it seemingly got closer. Whatever it was made a huge shadow, and that was when the toned redhead quickly baited her fishing rod before casting a line as hastily as she could. Whatever it may be, she wanted to catch it, and the thrill of being alone on the ocean came rushing through her body and mind, despite her two sleeping bunk mates below.

   It took only a few moments before the shadowy underwater figure steadily zipped towards the boat, then suddenly as it got right up to the ship, the outline disappeared entirely. This of course left Angela a tad confused, that was until she saw what was surfacing directly below. Panicking for a moment, she was genuinely surprised, and scared when a long slender blue sea serpent revealed itself to her. Quickly the buffed fisherwoman realized the creature before her was, more than likely a female as well, judging by it's not so hydrodynamic frontal assets. Using her longer slender arms to lightly grip the boat as she rose forth further, Angela now was face to face with a very pretty sea dragoness, and from what little moonlight was reflecting off of the beast’s feminine body, allowing the redhead to see what looked like pale blue skin. A moment or two would pass in silence before Angela heard the creature's soft gentle voice speak put to her.

“Hello human, what brings you out to my waters?”
“Well, uhm, we are on an expedition to find the Veiled Island, perhaps you know where it is?”

“Oh the Veiled Island you say,” the dragoness smirked, adjusting her massive melons as she leaned forward some to speak closer to Angela so she could also lower her voice. “Well I could take you, and your crew there, but I’ll cost ya.”

“Oh, I’m not sure I can help. Recently I spent all my coin to acquire this ship, the barrels, furnishings, and food just to make this trip itself. Of course even hired a few other crew members who wanted to find the island themselves as well.”

“I have, other methods you can pay dear. For once why don’t you hop on my back, I’ll take you to a fine fishing location, in exchange I’d like a few fish, and we will go from there.” The shebeast said with a slick toothy blush.

“Well,” Angela said pausing for a moment to think upon it, “I suppose there wouldn’t be any harm, especially if you keep your word and show us the way.” Angela said flexing her toned body a tad unintentionally as she posed in thought some.

“Please silly human, I am not some ordinary beast of burden, I am a mighty dragon, our words of promises never falter.” She coyly scoffed at Angela. “Now, like I said let’s go get some tasty fishy morsels shall we?”

   Angela was still nervous, despite her strength, she knew that once climbing upon the back of this sea dragoness that her life was entirely in control of the beast. The thought was almost enough to make her turn away, but she also knew this could be her chance to get herself and her crew quickly to The Veiled Island. In the end the risks were worth the possible rewards, and so she got upon the nape of the shebeast's neck. From their Angela held on as best she could since her ability not to get lost in the water depended on it, and so the two quickly took off traveling quite rapidly. This allowed the two to reach a somewhat distant coral reef filled to the brim with various marine wildlife, most of which Angela couldn't even see save for a few glowing mystical sea plants that dimly lit up the surrounding area to some degree. From there the sea serpent found a nice sized sandbar that had a few trees on it, and rested nearby watching the strong human female cast her line for hours to come.

   Many fish of warmer more tropical nature we fish up, colorful delicious looking fish, at least based on what moonlight she had to go off of. Angela would occasionally take one out of her basket to give to the sea serpent who of course eagerly accepted her gifts. The two also spent some time talking, though whenever Angela started asking about The Veiled Island, the sea dragoness simply stated, “Well you will have to see for yourself.” This would make Angela curious, yet annoyed at the same time, but she would eventually relent as a red head it was rather odd finding a creature of all things more stubborn than her on certain things. Then as Angela offered her newest catch to the sea serpent, something unexpected happened as she felt the long serpent's tongue toil around her body starting from the fish, and lifting her all the way up. This allowed for an unprecedented view of the beast's inner blue mouth, as it went all the way down to her gullet. Admittedly despite Angela's strength, she was still scared as she was unable to do little even while she struggled.

   Angela could not quite tell if shebeast seriously intended to eat her, or was simply playing a back trick on her. This was further exacerbated when she found herself upon the warm squishy blue tongue of the beast, who quickly took and swallowed the fish, yet managed to press her entire body over the hot inner depths of its warm maw. Angela blushed when she felt it's tongue start to slip into, and slowly penetrate her flower hole. Although she want a virgin, the redheaded human didn't exactly go around courting all the guys in town either, but this feeling was entirely foreign to her. That said it was unusually enjoyable having the warm squishy organ caress her body, and tease the inner depths of her now heated human pussy. Angela tried to catch her breath, but her body was jerking wildly every few moments within the shebeast's maw with each slurping swish and a flick of her tongue, which sent Angela on her side again as the slippery organ assaulted her with more pleasure. One thing she did know, was at this rate she was definitely going to climax sooner rather than later, but at the very least there wasn’t anyone else in view or earshot to hear it.

   She moaned loudly, feeling her body's movements go with the flow of the sea serpent's tongue, which admittedly felt way better than she could have ever expected it to. Although she felt embarrassed pleasing herself, and being pleasured on the mouth of a beast, as it brought with it a whole slew of other lewd ideas that she now had to keep to herself. Otherwise folks might think she was one of the deplorables of society that you hear even the pheasants warning their children about. The moist bumpy sexual organ was powerful, strong, rough yet smooth and slick as it made it’s way deeper inside of her human vaginal cavity, swirling about within her inner walls eliciting rather loud, and equally sexual moans from the Fisher woman. She herself couldn’t resist doing a little bit of grinding herself, especially once the shebeast found her clitorial nub further back. From there much time was spent with Angela riding the serpent’s tongue, until it surprisingly caused her mind to go hazy as she found herself swiftly climaxing from the overwhelming pleasure.

   Of course the fun didn't stop there, as Angela swiftly found herself lowered upon the sandy shores sprawled out, with her back against the soft sandy sandbar as their two bodies were dimly lit up by the pale moonlight beaming down upon them from the celestial moon above. It was certainly a time of pleasure, enjoyment, lust, and maybe even more as soft wet slurps echoed slightly as Angela felt her insides, as well as the rest of her, get covered in sea serpent drool. Though the best part wasn't just how deep the tongue could go inside of her, it was also how well the fembeast could use it to tickle her, and pleasure her insides. The redhead fisherwoman rationalized to herself how she simply got lucky the first time, sending her human body over the edge so swiftly was clearly an accident; yet here she was once again on the verge of being overwhelmed with pleasure. Angela hugged the snout of the shebeast, whose mouth or more species whose tongue, was making quick work pressing against her clitoris at a rather swift pace. The sounds of wet juicy squelches though barely audible from the large beast, was still able to made it every so often in between slurps.

   The strong redheaded woman felt herself smile like a child who had tasted their first sweet food, quickly forming an addiction to the delectable pleasure or taste one hadn’t had before. The sea serpent would teasingly swish her from cheek to cheek pretending like that salivating tongue was going to drag her down into her stomach, but the action nor swallow would ever come to happen. Instead would did happen was an assault upon her soft, yet muscular feminine body, where she felt every orifice invaded even if for only mere moments at a time, the entirety of her body covered in a copious layer of saliva while she unintentionally rode that tongue until finally her orgasm would approach unexpectedly as well. It was a hard climax, Angela's body shivering from the sheer overwhelming pleasure racking her body sending an overload of signals through nervous system temporarily overloading her brain in a lust filled pleasure induced haze.

   A barrage of her fluids sprayed forth onto the tongue of the serpentess, who in turn cleaned her body of such sin with her tongue, then gently released her upon the sandy shores of the small island below. Angela found herself breathing heavily, unsure if she was sweating now or if that was just how thick the dragon saliva was that now coated her body, causing it to shimmer in the pale light of the moon. Either way it wouldn’t matter as the redhead mustered up enough energy to cleanse her body in the shallow part of the ocean water, but afterwards she quickly found herself passing out on the sandy shoals. It was many hours later when she awoken that Angela realized what exactly was happening. Her two crew mates were looking out upon the water as the boat was swiftly moving forward, yet somehow not being torn apart. It seems they had been nice enough to at least cover her body in a blanket, and thankfully she was still clothed too. Standing upright, Angela took a moment to compose herself as she looked onwards with the rest of her crew, and indeed the sea serpent had kept it’s promise as they found themselves quickly zooming through the ocean like it was nothing, and by midday they had made it to the mysterious Veiled Island, in fact they had been strung along almost to the town harbor itself.

   The dragoness thanked Angela for the delectable fish she had provided the beast, while warning the entire crew to be careful as the island itself was easy to get lost in once one goes beyond the city walls. From their she bid them farewell, waving her webbed claws before gently handing back the worn rope, and from there the crew finished sailing the last few nautical miles before docking. The scent of something new filling each of their nostrils.", "pools_count": 2, "title": "Life Near an Ocean", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/png", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "75" }